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Scientific Method

by baldilocks

[cap­tion id=“attachment_93658” align=“aligncenter” width=“300”] A sci­en­tific exper­i­ment: “Come and see.” The Jour­ney of the Magi (1894) by James Jacques Joseph Tissot.[/caption]

Ger­ard Van­der­leun on sci­ence, mys­tery, vision, the wor­ship of false gods and of the true One:

It is a cen­tral tenet of our faith in sci­ence that the new will encom­pass the old in one end­less and eter­nal con­ser­va­tion of sense and sen­si­bil­ity. In this cathe­dral we wor­ship a data­base. We can see out­ward to the edge of what is, and down­ward into time was to (almost) the moment of Cre­ation. We can see inward into (almost) the mute heart of mat­ter. We have the proven method. We have the hard evi­dence. We know that noth­ing is, in time, beyond our know­ing. All doubt has been removed. We are the Alpha and Omega. Our sci­ence is now as eter­nal and as deeply grounded in truth as… well, as astrol­ogy was in 5 B.C.

Some­where around 5 B.C. three of the world’s lead­ing astronomers/​astrologers noticed some­thing unusual in the sky. It could have been a comet. It could have been a super­nova. It could have been a rare con­junc­tion of Sat­urn and Jupiter. What­ever it was, it was strange enough for them to travel towards it. Or so it is said. Or so it is writ­ten. Or so it is remem­bered from the time of myth.

Myth or his­tory? What is the real­ity of this road trip towards an obscure birth in a wretched town, dur­ing a not very pleas­ant pas­sage in his­tory, over 2,000 years in our past?

We do not know. We can­not know. As it is in so much else that we ignore it is not given to us to know.

We have only shards of pot­tery and frag­ments of texts snatched from desert caves or teased out of the soil with tin trow­els and brushes. We have only the sifted detri­tus of his­tory; a global jig­saw puz­zle where ninety-​nine per­cent of the pieces have long gone to dust.

Our past is a hand­ful of ashes. It is beyond our gift to ever know the dif­fer­ence between an inspir­ing folk tale and the eye­wit­ness accounts of some­thing that, even today, would occupy the realm of the miraculous.

As well-​done a praise and wor­ship for the Way, the Truth and the Life as any. Read the whole thing.

Juli­ette Akinyi Ochieng blogs at baldilocks. (Her older blog is located here.) Her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game, was pub­lished in 2012. Her sec­ond novel will be done one day soon! Fol­low her on Twit­ter.

Please con­tribute to Juliette’s JOB: Her new novel, her blog, her Inter­net to keep the lat­ter going and COF­FEE to keep her going!

Or hit Da Tech Guy’s Tip Jar in the name of Inde­pen­dent Journalism!

baldilocks

by baldilocks

A scientific experiment: “Come and see.” The Journey of the Magi (1894) by James Jacques Joseph Tissot.

Gerard Vanderleun on science, mystery, vision, the worship of false gods and of the true One:

It is a central tenet of our faith in science that the new will encompass the old in one endless and eternal conservation of sense and sensibility. In this cathedral we worship a database. We can see outward to the edge of what is, and downward into time was to (almost) the moment of Creation. We can see inward into (almost) the mute heart of matter. We have the proven method. We have the hard evidence. We know that nothing is, in time, beyond our knowing. All doubt has been removed. We are the Alpha and Omega. Our science is now as eternal and as deeply grounded in truth as… well, as astrology was in 5 B.C.

Somewhere around 5 B.C. three of the world’s leading astronomers/astrologers noticed something unusual in the sky. It could have been a comet. It could have been a supernova. It could have been a rare conjunction of Saturn and Jupiter. Whatever it was, it was strange enough for them to travel towards it. Or so it is said. Or so it is written. Or so it is remembered from the time of myth.

Myth or history? What is the reality of this road trip towards an obscure birth in a wretched town, during a not very pleasant passage in history, over 2,000 years in our past?

We do not know. We cannot know. As it is in so much else that we ignore it is not given to us to know.

We have only shards of pottery and fragments of texts snatched from desert caves or teased out of the soil with tin trowels and brushes. We have only the sifted detritus of history; a global jigsaw puzzle where ninety-nine percent of the pieces have long gone to dust.

Our past is a handful of ashes. It is beyond our gift to ever know the difference between an inspiring folk tale and the eyewitness accounts of something that, even today, would occupy the realm of the miraculous.

As well-done a praise and worship for the Way, the Truth and the Life as any. Read the whole thing.

Juliette Akinyi Ochieng blogs at baldilocks. (Her older blog is located here.) Her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game, was published in 2012. Her second novel will be done one day soon! Follow her on Twitter.

Please contribute to Juliette’s JOB:  Her new novel, her blog, her Internet to keep the latter going and COFFEE to keep her going!

Or hit Da Tech Guy’s Tip Jar in the name of Independent Journalism!

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